lucid

I had so many dreams that they're all jumbled up in my head. I feel like I'm forgetting something important about an ancient temple and a quest I had to go on....

03.22.2013

A "Wild" Roll (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up breifly because my roommate is up doing homework. I roll from my side to my back (my eyes are forced closed because of the sleep mask I'm wearing.) I'm wondering how much time I have left to sleep, when I realize that I'm suddenly caught up in Sleep Paralysis.

"This will be the first WILD I've had in ages," I think to myself. I ignore the almost painful vibrations tearing through my head and focus on trying to roll off the side of the bed. After a few moments, I accomplish this. My roommate is staring at me in concern. "Did you just fall out of the bed?" she asks.

"Don't worry about that," I say happily, doing a reality check just to be sure. "I've got tons of stuff to do and not much time to do it." Without answering her questions, I run out of the room.

I am expecting to see the hallway, so it surprises me when I'm suddenly in my Grandma's house. Doesn't really matter where I am, I decide, just as long as I get... whatever it is I'm supposed to do, done. What am I supposed to do again?

I notice that it's dark outside, and I figure that I'll be able to think more clearly if it's lighter.

Before I can even attempt any of this, I wake up again. I lie motionless and try to turn it into a DEILD. I am successful, but I remember absolutely nothing about the following dream, other than it was lighter than the first.

03.22.2013

Too Many Fleas (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am sitting in my old back yard when I notice that my cat (who is supposed to be living with my friend now) is accross the yard. She comes running when I call to her. I am kind of irritated that my friend would just let her wander off like this, when she is supposed to stay inside.

I pet her and THOUSANDS of fleas begin leaping around through her fur. I am alarmed and disgusted. "Don't worry, I'm going to fix this," I tell her.

My mom refuses to let her in the house, but she tells me where I can buy some good flea medicine for "only" $50. I look out the window and see Sadie playing with two of my cat's who have been dead for years. I think that my old cats will look after her and she'll be safe.

03.22.2013

Mighty Yell (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in my closet, looking for something specific. In the background, I can hear my mom calling me. "What is it?" I call out. She just calls my name again. This repeats several times, much to my irritation. Why does she insist on yelling to me from another room if she can't hear my response. I shout "WHAT!?" so loud that I end up screaming it in real life. My roommate is looking at me like I'm insane.

One of my first long lucid dreams. I had this dream where I was on a street in a big city, mabyee New York, when someone started chasing me. As I was running the person came closer and closer no matter how fast I ran. In a last resort effort I ran down an ally and climbed up a wall as if I was Spider-Man. When I got to the top of the building I realized I had climbed up a skyscraper without using anything. I still hadn't realized that I was in a dream but I was puzzled. I began trying to explain to myself how I just did that. Then I tried to jump in the air. And I jumped probably 10 times higher than I ever had before and when I landed on the roof it did not hurt my legs. It seamed to me that the gravity of earth had been greatly reduced. "OMG"! "This can't be real", I said to myself. "I should not be able to do this". Then I decided to try to jump to the next building over, (kind of like Morpheus in the movie the matrix) and I landed with ease. I began to jump for joy, each time jumping higher and higher. "I must have been abducted by aliens" I thought to myself. "We'll if that's the case F these aliens" I said and jumped off this building and when I hit the ground I felt no pain. It was strange that I was in a huge city in the middle of the day and there was no one around. I began to run and run and run. I was getting faster and faster then I would run on the walls of the building sideways. Then jump on tops of cars crushing them on impact. Everything was so real. I saw everything in color. I could feel the wind on my face and I could here the crushing of the cars. Then it hit me, "I must be dreaming"! I started thinking, "if this is a dream then I should be able to do anything". So I concentrated on trying to levitate a car with my mind and sure enough it worked. I then crushed it into a ball just by thinking about it. "We'll let's try flying", I said to myself and sure enough I was flying around this city. After landing I realized how I had no limits and did not want to wake up. Then I suddenly woke up.

I haven't watched any documentaries on ancient Egypt lately, so I have no idea why I dreamed about a Pharaoh. But anyway.

I remember the bald headed Pharaoh, the apparent "wife" wearing dreadlocks down to the shoulder, skin much darker than portrayed in movies. Appeared a little greasy, but this was the norm. I saw a maiden, servant girl and a very young heir (little boy wearing a loin cloth/skirt), who I was chasing after. The servants wore dark red/burgundy with leather belts for clothing. The royals wore white trimmed in a edge of blue, with gold everywhere manageable. Pharaoh spoke to me and made eye contact, which for some reason did not seem strange, even though I was not a royal. He was very cordial, pleasant, not the prick I would expect. I remember something about a mosaic, tile, wall-sized "painting" that Pharaoh was giving his directions on what he wanted, and a floor rug that was rolled up and carried to another room, and the walls were teal blue. OK, so.... the king was decorating.

Mannnnnn...there's soo much that went on in the following two dreams that I don't know where to begin at, and how it all went together due to limited recall.

I remember helping R fight some super human woman. Well we all had super powers, but I think she was strong as both of us. The fight started out as just a verbal argument...then it went to rapping....and then an all out romp through the city. I think I ended up drowning her.

Then the skies turned black and this woman I referred to as the "White Queen" arrived. Ronnie was no where in sight, so it was a fair fight. Well it was supposed to be. I ended up getting really powerful (or lucid, still not sure) and going to town on her. I had the power of earth/gravity so everything I was doing hit harder. I got her in a pile driver from two thousand feet, and reversed gravity right when I felt her trying to fly up, so in essence she ended up hurting herself worse. At one point I was sort of just playing with her...we both knew that she was going to lose, but this chick could take some damage. I woke up, and went back into the dream, and we caused a little chaos on the people in the city we were in for a bit.


So I get out of bed, totally lucid, and I decided to look for Kaomea. I opened the door, and I thought i saw her....but she was really old. She said she needed help with something, and we teleported (I think) and ended up some place in China. I can't really recall what happened, but it was like a kung-fu flick, with a cartoon thrown in at the end. I know I ended up losing lucidity by the end of the dream though.

so there a smoke cloud a artifical human walk through it his image gets clearer and brighter the image intensify what am i looking at is it real is it surreal or is it a dream a very lucid dream so the puffing sensation returns there that image goes again but now its blurry im half dose off falling into the sleep realms the voice i heard was that of a machine but yet it was so human like idk if im sleep or awake the cartoony image starts to refresh into an actual pixle of real skin then the story begins from here now im dreaming the world is so life like the mental stability of this notion was so surreal it cant be it been like ive been dreaming this for years the smoke cloud my judgement the real life 17 im an artifical life form that mere human fathom about the story prolongs i was once known as Avan then the dream turn into a subverse reality now this lucid dream im consciously in the astral plane that face it seen by more dreamers with there own point of view now the vibrationally state kicks in

Before sleep: no dream yoga white “a” this time, just gently following breath

First dream: about 5 hrs after falling asleep

Total sleep time: 8 hrs

Dream recall techniques today: Dr1&Dr2 – played dream 2 times in mind to remember; Dr3-Dr6 – woke up and tried to commit to memory by intending [risky for dream recall but worked today]

WILD attempt: nope, just wanted to watch dream TV

Dream1: Scientists are discussing some chemical which is dangerous to the human health. I am in a dark closed space with a scientist, or is he me? At any rate, the tube that was supposed to hold this chemical in place is getting loose, so the chemical escapes and starts to mix with the air. I know what that means, soon he will die, so nasty side effects begin on his body. While this chemical element is quite dangerous it has wide applications. Actually, it is pretty common on the planet of interest. I am looking at a habitable planet, which I feel is much bigger than Earth. So this planet has potential to be populated by humans, and this chemical can produce huge quantities of energy. I see a small moon, which has water and clouds on the surface. I also see some kind of transparent strings with magnetic pull as the moon moves through space. The habitable planet is a really beautiful place, although there are no humans in it, (or probably because of it the nature is very beautiful. I almost zoom in, to look at the trees. Next thing I know:

Dream2 [Behaving Lucid]: Next thing I know, I am staring at the trees in front of the window of my first home. It is snowing outside. I look outside the balcony and find myself on the street. I walk down the street, which I perceive as if I am lucid. Basically, I feel awake, I know I am watching this, and I am not really there, so I continue the tour of the neighbourhood. I look around as much as possible, and I go back in front of my old place. I have the desire to explore people’s apartments around so I look for an apartment to go to. I think I might explore my old place, but decide against it. I clearly see the whole building and the apartments of neighbours, I ponder whether I should visit my neighbours’s place, but the old woman that lived there died a few years ago irl, so I am afraid I might encounter her inside. I continue looking around. It is an early morning and people are still sleeping, few lights are on. I decide I want to go to a place where the lights are on and find a suitable apartment. I open a window to see if I can go inside. Everything is really solid, and I must enter with my entire body, I realize I cannot squeeze in, or imagine myself there. I wonder how to get in, but I start to feel my bladder getting really full and I cannot concentrate anymore, so I just wake up.

Lucid or not lucid? I decide to classify this as a non-lucid, because I lack the official initial realization of aha, I am dreaming. However, my behaviour is exactly what I would do if I were lucid, explore around and try to hold the dream. Another notable feature of this dream is that it was free of any DCs, what I really like in some LDs.

Woke up after the dream rather happy, re-lived the whole thing two times, no notes this time. Had some trouble falling asleep , but was too lazy to try to WILD.

Dream3: I am in the suburbs, noticing the houses and remembering how the DCs there had some trouble there some dream time ago. Suddenly, there is a loud noise, energy, burning sensation as something passes by and explodes in the sky. I decide it is a meteorite. I have mild burns/scars on my body. I go to a house and find a politician there. I tell him about the meteorite and look at my hands (!that was close), purple scars are still there. It’s nothing too serious or unpleasant looking though. At this point the politician turns into Santa, he even has a beard! There is elation in the air and I throw fake snow above our heads which I really enjoy doing. He even gives me a present, a tea set, which has some flowers instead of tea to be drank. I happily play with it.

Dream4: Almost like a continuation from dream3, as I am sitting, exploring the tea set, the scene around me changes. We are waiting to select a menu. There are some snobbish older women around and my mom as well as this happens. So, there is some kind of event tomorrow, and every guest can pre-select what exquisite meal he/she likes, and I am waiting my turn to do so. Before I do that the older women also select spa procedures, going for a special moisture mask. I don’t want to do it, so my mom starts giving me advice, selecting for me. This annoys me and I behave in a way that is inappropriate in front of these high individuals (I was just being annoyed and rude, nothing much really). This disappoints my father who then enters one of his special disapproval moods. We go back home (unknown one) with my parents where the story continues.

Dream5: As I am thinking how to prepare for the event, I would bring my own shampoo, do my hair, and not use the spa offered to the other special guests, a friend of mine appears in the house. I decide to tell him some secrets about dreaming? or meditation, which I don’t recall at all, and tell him not to tell my bf I told him this.

Dream6: Still in the house, I face my mom and tell her I don’t like her selecting things for me, there is tension in the air. I want to call my bf to complain. As I am calling, I find myself on the streets of some western looking city. As I talk on the phone a famous artist passes by. I can’t believe it, it’s “A”. The name of the artist is “A”, which people around her repeat like “eah”. This is really funny, they sing it, introducing her. I take my camera and take pics of her. I then call my bf and tell him that I saw her, watching the video record. A second of doubt there, a famous person, maybe a dream, but that can’t be there really is an artist “A” [Oh, come on!]

Dream7 [snooze]: I watch something like age of empires/civilization game, my people being the blue ones, and the opponent is red. Time moves really fast and I see how my guys and buildings become fewer. As I look around, I see that the opponent has the whole map, and has entered modern era, there is no chance for me to win. [Boring stuff, I know]. What really happens is that I zoom out and the modern era is really a real world street and there are some military trucks, and just trucks. I am sure the enemy notices me and that is the end, so I just tease him to act and push those trucks on me and get it over with. He finally does so, and to my content, I feel the heavy pressure of trucks on top of me, and wake up.

Final notes: When I was younger, I had the impression that a lot of my dreams would just flow one after the other, with some weak connection in the storyline (like above). Nowadays, my dreams are usually separate scenarios. Perhaps my desire to remember each after shortly awakening resulted in DEI N LD?

I am in some sort of bathroom and I look into the mirror. I see a woman. Curious, I look closer wondering what is happening. Then I see another reflection walk into view. At this point I realize that I am dreaming and declare lucidity. I look closer to the mirror and I feel a force pull me inside the mirror. I lose my lucidity in the process and I end up underwater. As I breathe I feel the water entering my lungs. It was a very vivid feeling. Despite this sensation I can breathe just fine. Next thing I know I am talking to a guy about plundering a dungeon in search of ancient artifacts. but I must pay 7,000 gold. I then try to look into the guys computer but for what I don't know. I remember that I had trouble shutting down the computer. No matter how many times I clicked shut down it just would not do so but finally it did. I also remember being outside playing catch with people across the street. After playing, this black man comes up and says something about how we should not play around the street. Then everyone started to have asthma attacks. For me mine wasn't as bad as what the others have had. I coughed a little bit


Note: First lucid in a long time. After combining ADA with critical questioning. Hopefully my next lucid won't be far away.

My dream was a strange and silly miss-mash of stuff from life and my past, the usual stuff, until I exited a mansion and looked over the mountainous landscape of 'China'. Instantly the realisation hit me, "I'm dreaming."

As soon as I said it I felt a rush of energy and happiness, the vividness of my dreamscape seemed to increase, and I flew into the air instantaneously with the desire to fly. I flew into some trees exulting in my new power and liberty, feeling great. I turned and headed back to the mansion and began looking in through the windows.

I wanted to explore and push the boundaries, see what I could do in the dream. I opened a window and climbed into what appeared to be a little storeroom. I noticed a bottle of drink, some non-specific alcoholic beverage by the look on the bottle, inside a mini-fridge. Possibly a sherry or wine. I became quite thirsty, and thought to myself, "I wonder if it is possible to drink in a dream?"

I opened the fridge, took the bottle, and began to take off the plastic wrapper on the outside of the screw top. It was strangely sticky and wouldn't come off my fingers. "Odd," I thought. It took a great deal of concentration and effort to get the plastic to fall off my fingers.

I unscrewed the top, but then I woke suddenly. It is still a very vivid memory to me, although I'm disappointed by the brevity.

This was a fun little WILD and attempt at Advanced Task of the Month. It's been a while since I've had to navigate my house and I'd forgotten how challenging it can be. Darkness seems to lurk around every corner and I'm always trying to just get out. Couldn't do that for this Task of the Month -- had to head further in.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #78: The DreamViews Drive

I'm getting consistent hypnagogic imagery of the den of our house, so I feel like I'm getting close. I focus on staying aware, and after a few more flashes of the den, a fully three-dimensional picture emerges. I will myself to roll off of the couch, and my dream body complies. I check my hands and feet and everything looks normal. No extra fingers or troll feet. The carpet feels very realistic as well and I mentally confirm that there's no reason I would have fallen asleep downstairs.

I give the coffee table a little shove with my foot and it glides over the carpet. Okay, now I'm really sure it's a dream. I walk through the den past my computer, stepping on a bunch of the kids' toys as I go. Strangely, there's a laundry basket in the middle of the floor. I give the laundry basket a hefty kick and it goes sailing into the air and flies straight out the window. I'm quite amused with myself.

Outside there's just a hint of light, like it's the early morning. I don't think it's possible that the sun's up yet, but it makes me feel more urgent and focused. Since I'm in the house, I want to find the note that I left for myself for Advanced Task of the Month. I have to get back up to our bedroom. I wonder whether I'll find myself there. The thought of my sleeping body makes me feel a little wobbly, so I imagine instead that Wife is lying in the bed by herself. I wonder whether Wife's DC will be interested in "victory celebrations" if I can complete Advanced Task of the Month. (Menthol, is that you?)

I walk through the kitchen, dining room, and den, past the pool table to the stairs. For a moment I think about trying a pool shot, but decide that I'd better stay focused. I'm pleased that the baby gate is missing from the bottom of the stairs. Halfway up, though, I see that this dream house has the baby gate installed in the middle of the stairs. "That's not real," I think, and phase through it.

The upstairs looks really, really dark. I notice a light switch on the wall next to me. I try both of the switches several times, but each of them just controls the air conditioner instead of the lights! Every time I flip one of them, the air conditioning rumbles to life and I feel a light stir of wind.

I'm not sure what to do, so I just charge ahead. The darkness starts to get really bad, and I realize that I'm about to lose the dream. I grab onto the banister as darkness sweeps over me. I produce a gladius in my right hand and start swinging it around in the void, still clutching the banister. I stay like this for quite some time, not losing the dream but also not going anywhere. It feels like at least 30 seconds. I fail to formulate a good transition to a new scene (or a way back into the existing scene), and I either fade to black or lose lucidity...

It's a clear morning. Wife and I are in a car, pulling up to a two-story brick house to pick up my best friend F. F greets us at the door and comes out to inspect the car we're driving, an amazing classic car that looks a bit like a '55 Chevy Belair. Wife goes inside the house and I tell F that he and I should go for a ride. I hand him the keys and he drives.



As we start down the street, I tell F, "Man, I just had a lucid dream before we came over here. I've got to enter it into DreamViews." He says cool. There's something like an old-style typewriter embedded in the car's console. I know that if I type the dream into this typewriter it'll automatically get posted to DreamViews. I marvel at how convenient this is. I congratulate myself for renting such a wonderful car.

While I peck randomly at the keys, I ask F whether he's had any lucid dreams lately when he's commuting on the train. He says no, and we talk dreaming for a bit. I say something about dream signs and I mention that one of mine is "really bad driving." He laughs and says, "You mean like this?" He hits a quick 3-point turn and floors the accelerator, sending us streaking back toward the house.

"It's a rental!" I whine. "Be careful, man!" It's a residential street and he's doing 60 mph, easy. We're almost back to the house now and he hasn't slowed down one bit. I'm distracted, too, because I'm still trying to type my DJ entry into the car's typewriter-thing. Now I realize that I don't have a seat belt. I alternate between blubbering "It's a rental!!" and "There's no seat belt!!" As we hit the driveway, I throw in, "I don't want to die!!"

F cuts the wheel hard to the left. There's a squeal of rubber and the car stops a few feet from the house. I'm relieved to be alive. I'm not angry because I assume that he just didn't hear my complaints. "I was trying to tell you, man. I don't think my side has a seat belt!"

He laughts. "Nothing's going to happen to you, man!" I get out of the car and see that it's turned into a convertible. I get it now. "F! This is a dream, isn't it?" He's walking inside the house and I hurry after him, the dream growing dark. Fade to black...

I went to sleep for a nap around 4:30 I'm only 32 but I have a bad back so I take frequent naps during the day. I know it was after that when I finally got to sleep my guess would be 4:45-50 awoke 5:30


felt like astral travel but sometimes charactors were aware of my presents they didn't seem shocked that I was there. experianced time travel things rewinding around me. saw things that I know never happened in true life that makes me thing it wasn't a OBE. I've done obe before. Before this experiance I was trying to project and don't know if I succeeded or not but I had vibrations and was unable to go thru my floor which is usually no problem or my wall but it was easy to get thru my door (closed) but it felt like I got stuck half way thru. my body lay on my bed tho when I started to feel vibrations I could sence that I was by the door so that was the first place I tried to get out. I forced myself awake and tried again. I think I felt vibrations so instead I decided to teleport myself out so I did. It seemed like time was rewinding around me and I said stop and at that point I was with my girlfriend and a friend of mine. They were aware of me because I said something to them and they responded. I than said my girlfriends name and I wanted to go back to the present nothing happened. So I was just like whatever and I asked myself to take me back to world war 2 so I could watch it from a spectators point of view things were rewinding around me and when it stopped I was in a house. It was during the war times but it was america and not europe/asia/hawaii so I wondered around for a while to check stuff out and it was pretty cool. nobody seemed to be aware of me. This may have been an astral experiance. After a while living those days "I was born in the 80's" I decided I want to see myself as a baby so I told myself show me as a child so I was fast forwarded to me at I seemed like 3 years old. It looked just like me as a child from what pictures of me looked like. I watched my first Christmas after that than I went to view my highschool days. I relived alot of the moments that were special in my life as tho they were happening to me again. I wanted to wake up so I said awaken. and I couldn't wake up I tried closing my eyes and nothing. So I'm like what am I stuck here laughing. So I closed my eyes as tight as I could and forced myself awake. I was curious how long I had been asleep and I look at the clock because it seems like I was asleep for several hours (7-8 or even days) It was less than an hour later I know it was after 4:30 when I went to sleep and it was 5:30 when I looked at the clock. I was shocked I know time works differant in the Astral, but my experiance seemed more dreamy

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Like my last post I'll start off with saying it's been ages ago since I last posted a dream. Have had a few short LD's which I couldn't be arsed to write down. Had many weird dreams last night but I didn't write any of them down. Will try to this week though because I'm up for "DJ Watch", here goes my LD though.

22.00: Sleep

05.20: Telekinesis MILD
I'm in a house and an old friend of mine is there. I know I'm dreaming so I ignore him when he's trying to talk to me. I make a CD levitate and hit him in the head with the flat end. I look away to see if I can still do telekinesis without looking. I can see the disc moving exactly like I want it to over his head and annoying the crap out of him, I do this without even moving my hands. "Hey Matte let's get out of here, I want to see how strong you've gotten" he says and I agree, it's time to show him I'm stronger for once. We head out on the lawn.

05.20: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Monday 3/18/13 bed around 1am -7am. Nap 10:45am-11:30am

Holy smokes, this was a good one. About 30 min of chaining. First WILD, rest a mix of WILDs a DEILDs + 1 lonely FA.

I was really torn between getting up and writing it down and between continuing, and that got reflected in FA in which I got up and wrote stuf up, only to ralize 5 min later in next DEILD that I didn't do it.

The entries were absolutely amazing. More energy oriented then ever before. Othere times I used to get up with my getting up or rolling out.

My mantra was "slow down, look around".

List is not in order of it happening.

Sensations:

1. Vibrations, which i managed to make stronger by thinking "energy, energy". Boy, did they ever got stronger. Incredible massage. All I could think of was how can anybody not like vibrations.

2. At least 4 times I got out by rocking my body lengthwise, from feet to head. Incredible real feeling. Once I continued the motion and started floating out like from my head. Once I got out by falling backward head first.

3. One exit when I realized I can feel the papers on the desk I was WILDing at (not there in WL) so I started touching papers and desk and saw my arms and got up.

4. One exit - I kneeled on some stairs (like for older pets to be able to hop on bed) and tilted my head forward and down to get the falling feeling.


LDs:

1. I'm walking through one story house in tropical spanish style. (watching too much House Hunters international IWL). Lots of big, bright rooms. Come to the patio with huge flower pot with big leaf plant (like a banana tree) in shape of a casket. I'm about to freak out but I don't alow myself to do that. Instead I think "no, that's not it, just a flower pot".

2. I'm sitting with mom and I'm writing something. She doesn't like that so I ask her if I should rather carve it into my arm. She likes that even less. I pick a ballpoint pen and "carve" write 4 - 4inch letters on my left inside forarm. The ink is not sticking everywhere. Mom comes back with a first aid kit.

3. In one of them I remembered the "slow down, look around" mantra and actually looked around 360 degrees around me. I usually never look around, just move forward.

Added 4. On two occasion, I was blind and thought about wiping my eyes clean, but then decided to do it the easy way and take off my sunglasses instead. I think this happened after exit by falling sensation, not by getting up. If that's so, that's great, because I don't remember having success with this type of entry before.

Added 5. On one occasion I counted my fingers. Left hand had more than 5 fingers, and they looked dirty.

On both occasions it got brighter. In one LD I started to see a wall infront of me. It was grey and textured. I normally don't like going to places I don't where I'm going, but said to myself to stop being a chicken and something nice will be there.

So I went through the wall pushing it away with botm my hands, as you would push away spiderwebs in your way.

Man, I hope I remember more. I'm so stoked. They were all short, most of the time just a few seconds, but I had such a good time.

So after almost all this, I thought it's over, so I changed position but got vibrations again and was thrilled about it. Then I said I need to get up now if I want to remember any of this but got weak vibes again.

Total sleep: 5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Some self-awareness
Techniques to get Lucid: DILD
Recall Techniques: DJ
Fell Asleep: Don’t know

Dream Title: What would Jack Sparrow do?
Dream:

Went to sleep wishing someone would just tell me when I was dreaming. Wasn’t expecting this XD

I am running through a white tunnel that has flashing lights on it, somewhat like an electric wire or like I’m in the internet? In front of me is a man, dressed in green but he also looks like a mixture between Robin Hood and a Viking.

“YOU’RE DREAMING!”

“I KNOW!”

“I’M GOING TO SAY IT AGAIN BECAUSE PEOPLE NEVER LISTEN!”

“I KNOW I’M DREAMING………………………………………”

“YOU’RE DREAMING!”

“Whatever. I’m going to do dream stuff. Bye.”

“Wait! They’re chasing us! We have to go!”

At this point I am still lucid but I lose control as I go along with him as I watch the dream play out. He leads me to a laptop which has a lot of wires going into the wall. I am supposed to be downloading data from Minecraft. Suddenly, he says “data” in an American accent, which I find hilarious and so I start laughing. I am cut off by the ringing of a telephone, and find that I have one in my hand. It’s an old fashioned type phone, and when I pick it up a girl answers.

“Find the book!”

“Huh?” Looking down I see a slim book in my hands. It had a hard, dark green cover on the front, and the sides of the pages are painted blue. I describe it to her, and she confirms it is the right book.

“They’re back!” Screams the guy and he starts to run again. I get outside and he is nowhere to be seen. Now, I seem to be standing on a deck, looking out onto the ocean. Behind me is the wall of a building and from around the corner come pirates running. I know I have to do something and fast so I think – What would Jack Sparrow do? I turn around and Scooby Doo (The one from the mystery gang, you know) is stood on a pole. He begins to hum the pirates of the Caribbean theme tune (I swear this happens so much) and I quickly run over the tops of barrels in a Jack Sparrow drunken way. I jump into the air and land of Scooby’s back, pushing the pole down. The pirates fall down a hole in the ground and out of the sea a pirate ship launches out, does a flip in the air and then lands and continues to sail along.

Suddenly I am in the water with the whole mystery gang are with me. There is a storm, and we are trying to swim for the pirate ship from earlier, that has now turned into a cruise ship. Because I was the nest swimmer, I was in charge apparently. Also, one of them was talking about becoming a whore when she got on the cruise ship, and another one said “You’ll need a lot of make-up for that”. LOL

I wake up in the study that used to be my brother’s old room, and I wonder why I am laying on the floor. Sitting up, I see that the time is 9.42am. I’m late for school! Quickly, I get my things together that are on the floor. I am searching through my books when I see the green and blue book from before.

“I’m not even awake right now am I?” I groan to myself.

I race outside to Florida and I stop outside a villa that is apparently my Aunt’s. I run inside, intending to find the girl that called me. There is a party going on, but I ignore everyone and run upstairs. Just as I do that, I wake up.

Awake: 6.42am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 9/1
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 10/10
Length: (how long it felt like) 10 minutes
Emotions: I was like WTF! When I found the book on the floor
Dream Signs/TAGS: pirates, green and blue book, theme tune, internet, the mystery gang.

I may be zeroing in on an approach to WILD that works for me. I had my second successful WILD due to this approach. It uses a combination of a few established techniques that work synergistically to maximize chances of success:

1) DEILD: before falling asleep at night, repeat mantra to wake up and not move, while visualizing the same.
2) WBTB: Wake up after 6 hrs of sleep to use the restroom and have a drink.
3) Anchor: Rapid cycles timed to the breath keep me awake.
4) FFA: Forced falling asleep to sink deeper towards sleep

Last night I went to bed earlier than usual and as a result I woke up several times throughout the night. Every time I woke up I would perform a reality check and once I was certain it wasn't a false-awakening I would lie on my back and start cycles. The cycles are the same as the SSILD cycles (vision, then hearing, then physical body sensations) but each sense is only focused on for the duration of one breath. This gets you into a rhythm which eventually becomes automatic. At this point I would normally fall asleep since the automatic nature of the action would make me lose interest, until I discovered the adjustment outlined below:

1) Start cycles with strong intent and focused attention. Every few cycles throw in FFA for two or three breaths, just to create a faster but controlled descent towards sleep.
2) After a little while the cycles become easy to do and feel largely automatic.
3) At this point switch your attention from the cycles to observing yourself doing the cycles. You are passively watching yourself doing the cycles and watching for the moment when your mind wanders. This is a subtle transition, if you don't understand this subtle difference in mental action this might not be for you.
4) As you continue to do cycles you will feel your mind grow muddier and more confused, as you flirt with unconsciousness. This is a delicate balance. The only way to proceed here is to learn from failure. You need to get familiar with the very specific sensation of losing consciousness but retaining a tiny thread of awareness.

Getting back to last night, I noticed that as my mind drifted away visuals started to appear. If I "noticed" these visuals they would disappear again, because paying attention to them caused my mind to "wake up" slightly, setting back the process. When that happened I would just calmly resume drifting deeper, each time getting slightly deeper. Eventually I had a complete lapse in consciousness and when I came to I was walking down a green-carpeted hallway in an old apartment building. I immediately knew I was dreaming and started crawling around, feeling the floor and staring at the details to deepen the dream.

It turned into a nightmare after that, but because I was lucid I just observed the disturbing events without losing self-control or getting scared. It was unpleasant but definitely exciting and I do not regret having the experience.


I will continue to work with this method and if successful I will create a thread in the forum. I think my approach has some details that are missing from the other techniques posted there.

Non-lucid
Lucid

I'm in the back seat of a blue van that belongs to my sister. Instead of a trunk space, the seats are pressed against the end of the vehicle, and there's a dash under the back windshield. She's driving. A child that is supposed to be her son but looks like a combination of my brother's little boy and hers is laying on the dash behind me.
We're almost ready to leave, parked on curved driveway in front of the rock house we grew up in. The van starts to roll forward.
"You alright back there, kid?"
He giggles and joyfully smiles at me. I lightly pinch his cheek and he giggles some more. I smile and turn my attention to my dog, Caspian who is laying across my lap. He twists to expose his belly so I'll pet him. I do.
I notice, for some reason, his fur is getting increasingly more soft and his ribcage smaller. I look down at him and he's now a kitten with the same coloring. He's a bluetick beagle. The Caspian-kitten yawns and and grabs at my hand with his little paws, claws out. I start to play with one of his claws. My boyfriend walks up beside the van and it stops rolling. My window is down a little. I can't recall what he says to me. I hand him the Caspian-kitten who stretches languorously across my hands. My boyfriend smiles and takes him, Caspian clings to his teal button-up.
We finally leave the driveway. Something about my nephew's changeable face and the fact that my dog just turned into a cat has given me the choice to become lucid. I'm looking toward the front of the van, and the dream would have me continue doing so. I have a choice. I worry that the dream will distort and fall apart if I take initiative.
I decide to risk it and am pleased when everything remains normal. In fact it becomes more vivid. The early morning light swells and becomes impossibly sweet and warm against my face. The road we're taking hugs a cliff, it's narrow with no guardrail. We reach a red, arched metal bridge. The curve before the bridge is such that she speeds around the corner and almost hits a blockade made of cars. Everything slows down. I make the van fly over the blockade and hear my sister make a surprised, amazed noise. The van lands hard near the other side of the bridge, and the back wheels skid close to the edge where the beams have broken. I get out feeling awesomely smug and look outside curiously.
The road is a mess, it's the aftermath of an attack, the men assaulting the road have gathered near my end of the bridge, awaiting orders.
A thin man in a black suit with long black hair looks surprised to see me. Then he grins. I hear a strange sliding noise and turn to find my sister, nephew, and the van gone. Fear grips me, I notice a tall blonde man dressed in a striped red and black shirt and black slacks climbing down to a rough red-stone ledge that juts out from underneath the bridge. He tosses his jacket down and jumps into the water after my family. Without a second thought, I dive. I feel the wind on my face and the cool water closing around me. Everything is a delicious deep blue, far ahead of me I can see the man reaching my sister at the bottom of the lake. Both her and my nephew sank like stones, and float at the lake floor, he's in front of her, her arm draped over his shoulder down his chest. I see that the man has them, one on either side of him. I wait for him on a rock ledge. As he passes he nods to me, I push hard off the floor and slide my arms around his waist, adding my momentum to his.
The closer we get to the surface the easier it becomes. I foolishly think it's because I'm still lucid. He beings to break apart, becoming empty clothes. When I break the water, he's just a shirt in my arms. My sister and nephew are gone. Where are there? What happened to them? Are they still at the bottom of the lake? Someone calls to me but I ignore them and dive again. I get to the halfway point and do not see anyone down there. I swim around looking for them. For a second I'm worried about not having enough air, then I realize I'm already breathing, cool water along with air, in through my nose.
Then my boyfriend is there, he tugs on my arm and gestures to the surface. I shake my head, I don't want to go yet. He pulls me along after him anyway. We pass a ledge with treasure on it, a faded mahogany box with a gold circle with a Greek maze design engraved in a gold metal circle, it has one of these circles on each side. I want to see what's inside, but instead I follow him. When we climb out of the water, he tells me he has some idea where we can start to look for them. He makes it sound like they've been abducted.

I follow him, a little uncertainly, into a bar. This is not the kind of place I would usually go. He doesn't really feel like my boyfriend, more like an acquaintance with his face. The place is narrow and drab, the bar is on the left as I walk in with backless stools bolted to the floor. On the right side are red cushioned benches running the length of the wall, leading up to a door with a frosted glass window. There's a man standing in front of the door.I don't remember seeing any tables.
"Wait here, I'll be back." He goes to the man and talks quietly with him.
The dishwasher has made his way out from the back to gather some glasses. He's a little rough looking, scarecrow thin with bright almost hectic blue eyes, missing teeth. His hair is dirty blonde and sticks up straight up from his skull. He's wearing a dark brown apron over a dirty white thermal shirt. He sees me and says something about how a pretty lady shouldn't come alone to a place like this.
"I'm not alone." I say, giving my boyfriend a significant look.
"Oh, of course."
He catches the attention of the waitress. She seems like she's humoring him, he creeps her out a little with his intensity but she knows he's harmless. He starts to tell us a story about a renegade that passed through a few years ago. I wonder absently if he's talking about Liam.
"The reddest hair I've ever seen, big guy! You know what I said to him, I said--"
The bartender, a handsome man with a shaved head gets the waitress's attention, effectively interrupting the dishwasher. I can tell from his expression that this happens to him often.
"Nevermind, no one was listening anyway." he starts to leave. I cut in, partially because I hate to see that happen to people, and partially because I want to hear the end of his story.
"I was listening!"
I move over to the row of cushioned benches, backing away but keeping eye contact so he knows I'm still listening. His expression brightens and he smiles, I see he's missing some teeth.
"What did you say to him?" I prompt.
"I said, sir, that beard ain't much of a disguise." When he says it he tugs on his own. "Besides, everyone knows who you are, hair like that there cain't be two of ya!" he laughs, amused by his own wit and daring, questioning a dangerous rebel.
I laugh with him, but not really because I think it's funny. He moves off into the back, waving goodbye to me. I setting back on the bench. After a minute, something strange catches the corner of my vision. I look over, to my left is an extremely large man dressed in a black suit. I don't mean to say he's fat. Even sitting down I can tell that he's at least 8 feet tall. His leg extends nearly halfway to the bar. He's the biggest person I've ever seen. Bald, ridiculously muscular, sharp blue eyes with pinpoint pupils in a grizzled face. He's not a particularly attractive man, but his size suddenly appeals to me. He smirks at me like he knows what I'm thinking. I glance away. My boyfriend sits down to my right.
"Did you find anything out?" I ask anxiously.
"Not yet, the man I came to see is in a meeting. When the time comes he'll only see me, alone. We just have to wait a little bit."

The next part looks like an SNES video game, a world map. We're following a trail and gold beads dot the ground in our wake. "Hehe, it looks like Mario." I think. A flashing dot appears in the spot we just left. I refuse to turn my quest into a marrior game. I focus and the avatar gains a little more definition, turning into a 16bit version of me and my boyfriend. The lack of detail annoys me. I focus, willing myself closer to the 'screen'. The dream starts to lose cohesion. My boyfriend has led me to a cliff.
"Where are we even going? How will this help me find my sister?"
"....these look a bit heavy to carry." he replies and points behind me. There are four chest-height empty boxes, they almost look like giant square mugs, tied together at the handle with a hot air balloon or parachute. They have angry bird face on them.
"We just have a little further to go." he says.